Currently crying to this. Conflicted between cutting all ties with my ex and stepping into my purpose and being viciously focused this fall.
Less Stuff, More Happiness
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Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers.”
— Isaac Asimov (via writingquotes)
Professor’s new book explains reality of corruption, role of middleman in China
Toni Morrison Takes White Supremacy To Task
“If you can only be tall because someone is on their knees, then you have a serious problem…”
"The point is, the crazy, for me, is something like the butterflies you get the first time you hold somebody’s hand you like-like. I think it means the passion’s still there. It’s when I don’t feel terrified every once in a while that I’ll know this has become a kind of routine, like mental flossing (except flossing can be really satisfying). Luckily, the terror’s still happening pretty often for me. So I guess I’m okay."
I love, love, love this. It’s nice to know that I’m to alone in this. Ugh. Tank you literary gods. When I care, I get nervous. When I care about a paper and want it to be perfect, I sit at my computer for hours doing NOTHING. When I care what a guy thinks of me I end up falling on my face or confusing him by my failed attempt at flirting. I honestly want to find this author and shake his hand, I feel like we’re connected in some way due to this quirk. Researching about neo-colonialism in the form of the power multinational companies wield in the developing world is not a problem for me. Bt writing a 15-20 page paper on black internationalism that shows I’ve actually been paying attention for an entire semester and having to be judged on it? Give me a break. Oddly enough, the times I actually just spit out some words and hand in what I view as work that is acceptable and meets most of the expectations, I usually get a good grade.
Deadlines and Expectations
My first poem recorded in my journal was titled, “Expect”. I was 11. Has the pressure of expectations been following me for the last decade? (I can’t believe I’m old enough to reference something that happened a decade ago.) For me, doing it for others usually doesn’t motivate me. You will not catch me climbing a mountain because someone dared me. That is not enough to risk my life. My ego is not that big. Te moment i start writing solely for others and to show off—thats when i begin to devalue my own work.
What effect do expectations have on what we do? I remember my first grade that wasn’t an A or a B. It was fourth grade. Ms. Klein was my teacher. (Sidenote: My favorite sages I’ve met over the years have been Jewish) Anyways, I had a month to do my project but left it to two days before it was due. I ended up finishing about 80% of it by the due date. But Ms. Klein sought to teach me a valuable lesson. 80% effort wasn’t good enough.
Okay….but how do I not fail at life?
Hear me out. How about thinking of your challenges that you’d normally freak out over as doable. Compare them to things you’ve already done. Example: 8 page paper on Mao Empire in China. Self: Dude, you totally wrote a 10 page paper about Jane Eyre in high school. This is piece of cake. This way, I totally know I can do it. Plus I’ve become a better writer since then. So obviously this isn’t something i can’t handle.
But rising to the challenge sucks…
But remember that feeling you got after you completed your first mile? (I don’t. Trying to not be a couch potato this summer tho.) You’re going to get that same “Who gon stop me?” feeling after this 5k. You’ve got this. You’ve come this far. What used to be hard is now easy. Why not take the steps to make your next challenge easy?
Rap has a bad reputation in white circles, where many people believe it consists of obscene and violent anti-white and anti-female guttural. Some of it does. Most does not. Most white listeners don’t care; they hear black voices in a litany of discontent, and tune out. Yet rap plays the same role today as Bob Dylan did in 1960, giving voice to the hopes and angers of a generation, and a lot of rap is powerful writing.”
I liked him :(
Everyday, I Struggle to Speak
So I decided to actually take a look at my blog today. I didnt do the usual dashboard “sweep and retweet”. My blog isn’t MY blog. Know what I mean? No? Okay, listen (read): sure, it’s filled with blog posts I like or could see myself reading if I took the time to sit still and read sans split-screen-Desperate Housewives-watching. It has some quotes that make you want to change the world! *High-five! No? Okay. Keep reading.
Quest to be Original
I remember when I started this blog with the intention to be me. The real me. To not care what the proverbial “haters” thought. (Have yet to identify aforementioned haters.) I started with original poetry, witty words, reflections. It was good. I was so proud if myself that I shared my blog with my Facebook friends and family. The more people that told me how much they liked my voice, the bigger my ego became, and the more restricted my writing became. Let it be known that nobody gave me negative feedback. It wasnt the expectations that caused me to cower, but the fact that I now cared so much about what people (potentially/hypothetically) thought.
Eventually I felt it was better to be quiet. To “like” and “reblog” things I liked. I followed more people. I slowly forgot what my voice sounded like.
Struggle to Speak
I think this happens to everyone. Think about it: we say we want to grow up to make the world a better place. We dream of all the outrageous possibilities. Yet we go off to college and try to find ourselves while remaining in our comfort zone. Staying in the bubble. We alter, subtract, restrict. All because everyone thinks everyone is watching and will judge them. S we try to be normal. Whatever that means. Nobody actually wants to be normal. Normal is kind of boring. It’s nobody’s first choice. We’d much rather be doing something fun and outrageous. I’d rather work 4 days a week for 6 hours per day.
Everyday is an opportunity to find and fight for your voice. You just have to commit to not being normal. Be outrageous. Be plain. But only if outrageous and plain is what YOU would be if you didnt have to be normal.
5 Ways To Thrive During Marketing’s Seismic Shift To Mobile
During SXSW, major brands convened to discuss how to move forward with mobile. Urban Airship’s Scott Kveton outlines the key trends and strategies that emerged and provides examples of brands adding value via mobile.
What is increasingly clear is that mobile will confound the cookie-cutter campaign creator, bother the bulk emailer, and annoy broad-audience advertisers. Brands that rely on traditional, one-way mass media must completely re-engineer their approach for mobile, because when customers perceive marketing as an interruption, they take immediate action to tune you out.
- Find your value in your customers’ lives.
- Engage each customer in the key moments of their day.
- Deliver value based on location.
- Allow customers to personalize their experience to gain relevance.
- Don’t sell to your customers: entertain, engage, and delight them.
From our new Work Smart series:
Here how Paul Bolles-Beaven became a senior partner at the restaurant/business that he waited tables for 27 years ago.
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“So Much Light We Could See To the Other Side”
All fuel and fire, spine left like a bent arrow, dark matter,
the teeth as relic, all of our words bitter fruit. Who could
have believed we were made like this. The cosmonaut,
the soothsayer, and the blind archeologist knew merely